New York, NY
Brendan Finn, Joe Galarraga, Amar Lal, and Carlos Salguero Jr. met whilst learning about specifications of Cat 5 cables in New York City. Shortly after, they formed a band. Big Ups blend punk, post-punk, metal, and indie rock into a salty mash that gets stuck to the roof of your mouth. At their brightest, they have been likened to The Descendents, but at their sludgiest, they call to mind bands like Pissed Jeans and The Jesus Lizard, albeit with an Albini-esque metallic clang.
Their debut album, Eighteen Hours of Static, was recorded by Charles DeChants in the rock ‘n’ roll labyrinth known as Excello Recording in Brooklyn over three days. The album is one characterised by aggressive mood swings. The band slows their usual frantic pace on the burner “Wool” – a song about dealing with suffering. They toy with dynamics on white-knuckle grip of “TMI”, “Little Kid”, and “Fresh Meat”. But not to worry – the mania is still there; first single “Goes Black” and “Atheist Self-Help” demand attention with their searing guitars and colossal drums. Lyrically, the album is a meditation on “truth, faith, and science” (the record’s title is a reference to Carl Sagan’s Contact), but like all the best bands, Big Ups don’t necessarily have all of the answers, but they’ll keep asking the right questions…